THE SERPENT OYL
| the SERPENT OYL – ja mak yu ding its oyl of smelly liquiesce thicken ing murky spermacious whitish cling one dabs it on the hurting place or places drop upon the joint or hand or leg which - of which - is demand the power of mind beyond a mere intention yet more! the realizand of philosoph and wisen man or perhaps perhaps perhaps |
the SERPENT OYL - ju can't look too deep lest seeing there in its blank block seep your own wire and your own acheing creep up to the darkening pit roiling mind but no choice! ha, or try to weep but echoing reverberant resonating diminishing vanishing … (wheep?) still, the SERPENT OYL will fill the bill we hobble anointed into our scandent fate |